Friday, August 28, 2009

Through a looking glass

I can welcome the rain. I can. It's just that I don't wish to right now. It's an uninvited guest. It didn't call before it knocked at my door and I'm still in my PJ's.
So, I'll live today as if it were blue and green with dollops of cream.

1 comment:

Lynda said...

Thats the way to be. I pretend that its beautiful weather throughout the winter.